Saturday, July 06, 2019

Friday, July 5th,
2019

A rainy evening, and how lovely that is

the drops are splashing on the porch

and the door is wide open to catch that sweet scent of wet grass.

June was kind to us, rain wise

and July is starting off in the same generous fashion.

The last two years have seen  many wildfires throughout the province

and this year the dampness is so welcome!!

Of course the garden flourishes

and I am not continually running after sprinklers

and changing water.



If it is raining in the afteroon

I can also spend hours in the loom room

without feeling guilty about the weeds that are also green and flourishing.

I have a very large thistle  hiding in between the little lilac tree

and the enormous rhubarb leaves

and soon it will be out in beautiful lavender cones

(which I will harvest before they turn to seed)

But to get back to weaving...

I have warps on both looms - all threaded, sleyed and tied on

and ready to morph into scarves and runners - if it should keep raining.

I have been reading as well - two or three books, but the prime

is "Underland" by Robert McFarlane.

A fascinating book, about the earth, Under Land......

(A deep time journey)

All sorts of interesting things go on in that land

beneath our feet!!

Even at ninety four I am full of wonder.






3 comments:

Hill Top Post said...

I love a rainy day! And night too! I am so glad to know that you and the valley are not having to deal with those horrible fires. I look forward to seeing the beautiful summer's work that comes from your loom.

Barb said...

And I'm full of wonder at you at 94! Glad you're getting moisture. So are we. My gardens are flourishing, but not much has come to bloom. I have many Poppy buds though and the delphiniums grows by leaps and bounds. Wildflowers are abundant this summer from all of our snowmelt. Let's keep enjoying it all.

Sallie (FullTime-Life) said...

Ah, Hildred ... “Full Of Wonder”..... I believe that is your superpower! The book sounds good. there really is a whole world under our feet! I remember working in the garden and thinking about that (and, lacking your stamina and green thumb, probably spending most of my time contemplating the life of ants, grubs, and the network of weed roots I should have been tugging on.).